"I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape."

— Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via phoenixrisingfromtheash)

(Source: letteratura-litterature, via phoenixrisingfromtheash)

The job is mine \m/

So that job opportunity I mentioned? I received a call this morning officially offering me the job. Thank God. A change for the better is exactly what I needed.

Writing again is pretty great. And relaxing. The whole getting rid of stress and tension thing, without getting someone pregnant in the process, is pretty awesome. Not that there’s anything wrong with the sexy time. I’m all for the hours of practicing.

I’m hoping to hear soon about the job opportunity I’ve been working on for weeks now. It would make things a lot easier for me. I’m hoping that happens by the end of the week. Better job, better environment, and I’m hoping a lot less stress so I can focus on other things like going back to school next year, finding a house, getting out of this apartment, not going insane, and building a better life.

Eating better is awesome and that combined with exercising more is making me feel a lot better. It really is. But just between you and I, I could use a cheeseburger right now. Hell, make it two cheeseburgers.

(Source: m-u-s-i-c-only)

Oatmeal mixed with vanilla almond milk (whatever that is) with a little honey added to make it sweet & sexy. The dinner of champions. Or something.